Yellow Earth Gobi, the scorching sun burns mercilessly.
This is Lin Feng's first long-distance run in the wasteland.
Following behind the bald-headed man in front.
And the fleeing wolf pack is still farther away.
Lin Feng looked ahead, several leaping figures were estimated to be over 400 meters away from him.
The wolf pack's escape speed was not slow.
After a battle, the eight remaining desert wolves could still gallop at a speed of four or five meters per second through the rugged Gobi, their endurance truly extraordinary.
To catch up with them, Lin Feng took a sip of water and increased his speed to five or six meters per second, gradually closing in.
Climbing over the hills, running under the blazing sun for six or seven hundred meters, his face turned black-red, and he was drenched in sweat.
At this moment, his physical functions were pushed to the limit, his blood circulation doubled in speed, delivering the oxygen he was gasping for into his leg muscles.
